David Brown
Always horny wife

CHAPTER ONE

Amber walked into the lounge.

Setting down her shopping bags, she sat down at a table, went through her purse, and found her cigarettes and lighter. The human took her order and returned to the bar. Amber puffed on her cigarette, sat back in her chair, and waited for the barman to bring her drink.

Amber was a beautiful young girl. Her dark-brown hair spilled over her shoulders in one smooth, heavy sweep. It plunged downwards, stopping only a few inches short of her ass.

Her figure was fabulous. She had long, slender limbs and sharp features. Her breasts were round and firm. She had a tiny waist, narrow hips, and the legs of a model. Her miniskirt and sleeveless blouse accentuated her breasts, nipples and thighs.

The barman brought her drink.

Amber sipped it slowly. She told herself that she would have one more drink before she drove home.

"Mind if I join ya?"

Amber turned and saw a tall, dark-haired guy in his late twenties. He was good-looking, and he was dressed in a business suit. She shrugged and watched him as he sat down, facing her. His eyes roamed every square inch of her body. Amber didn't care; she was quite used to this.

"I don't think I've seen ya before," he said, smiling.

Amber turned, and stared out the window.

The young man eyed her curiously. This was one cold fish, he told himself. But she was gorgeous, and he wanted her. He decided that he would not yet give up.

"Ya busy tonight?"

Amber continued staring out the window. Sighing deeply, she nodded.

"How 'bout tomorrow night?" he asked.

Again she nodded.

Silence.

The young man got up and looked down at her, frowning. He started to say something, but Amber turned and looked up at hint. "I'm married," she said.

"I'm sorry," he said, shaking his head. Then he turned and left the place.

"I'm sorry, too," Amber said under her breath. Then, sighing and finishing her drink, she got up, picked up her shopping bags, and left the room.

She thought about him as she drove home. Pity, she reflected sadly. He was certainly a good looking guy. He had a good body, too-broad shoulders, well-developed chest. He would probably be fantastic in bed. It was a shame she had had to turn him down.

Amber drove up the driveway to her house, picked up her bags, and entered the house through the kitchen. She set down the bags and began emptying the groceries onto the kitchen table. In twenty minutes, she had everything neatly stored away. Then she sat down at the table, lit a cigarette, and thought about the young man once again.

You could've swung it, baby, she told herself. Hal won't be back till tonight. You could've swung it. He could've followed you home, stayed two or three hours, and left an hour or two before Hal even got home.

No. She shook her head and killed her cigarette. Sighing, she got up and began to unbutton her blouse. Then she headed for the bathroom. She stripped naked, stepped into the shower, and turned on the spray. The cool water felt heavenly. She just stood there and let the cool water pour down on her for the next ten minutes.

Later, she turned off the water, stepped out of the shower, and dried herself off. Before she went into the bedroom, she brushed her teeth and her hair.

Afterwards, she entered the bedroom and threw herself on the bed. Lying on her back and squirming into a more comfortable position, she closed her eyes and began to drift to sleep.

Then the doorbell rang.

Jesus Christ! she thought angrily, getting up and putting on a bathrobe. Can't even lie down without some asshole comin' to the door…

She opened the door and watched him as he smiled at her bathrobe.

"Couldn't resist the urge," he explained. "Just had to follow ya home."

She just looked at him and fought down the urge to smile and pull him inside. "I told you I was married," she said.

"I know."

"Well? Can't you take a hint?"

"I know a horny lady when I see her," he said, reaching into his pocket for his cigarettes.

He watched her breasts moving outwards.

"What's your name?" she asked.

"Johnny," he replied.

"Listen, Johnny," she said, crossing her arms over her breasts, "it's like I said before. I'm married. Like it or not…"

Amber never finished her statement. Without a word, Johnny wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. She resisted at first. Then she moaned and sighed deeply in his arms. His tongue entered her mouth. Amber sucked it deeply, rubbing his lips with her own.

Then they broke.

"Who the fuck…"

Again Amber never had the chance to finish her statement. Kissing her again, Johnny picked her up easily, brought her inside the house, and kicked the door shut. Then he carried her into the living room and laid her down on the couch.

"The bedroom's that way," said Amber, pointing.

Smiling, he picked her up again and carried her into the bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and opened her bathrobe. Her breasts were absolutely gorgeous. He covered them with his hands and kissed her passionately.

Her hands were fumbling with his belt and fly. He got up from the bed and undressed. Amber watched him. When he stepped out of his pants, she eyed his thick, ten-inch pole and licked her lips. "You're even bigger than I thought," she whispered fiercely.

He waited until she had shrugged out of the bathrobe. Then she squirmed on the bed. She lay on her back, her knees drawn up, her thighs parted.

Johnny eyed the moist, pink slit in wonder.

"Fuck me, for Chrissakes!" she whispered, breathing heavily and licking her lips.

He mounted her on the bed. She wrapped her legs around him and they kissed deeply, their tongues entering each other's mouths. He covered her left tit with his hand. It was hot and tight. The cherry nipple in its center grew in his palm, getting thicker and longer. Johnny squeezed it. Amber moaned softly and squirmed beneath him. Be felt her warm thighs rubbing against his legs.

Amber closed her eyes. She felt his hot breath on her tits. His tongue encircled her left nipple, then her right. His hands milked her books. She began writhing on the bed and panting.

Johnny sucked the left nipple eagerly, taking it deeply into his mouth and pumping it, his lips closing tightly around it. The brunette was breathing deeper. Her naked body moved deliciously against his own. He reached down and let his right hand rest on the soft mound of chestnut hair just above her wet gash. Amber moaned sensuously. She gasped his hand and moved it down, covering her wet match. Johnny felt the warm juice gathering on his fingers. He nabbed the hot lips of her pussy. Amber rotated her hips and moved her gash against him.

Kneeling between her spread thighs, he lifted her legs and pushed them down on her tits. Then he licked his lips and buried his face in her wet crotch. Anther gasped, struggling and wriggling beneath him. She found it difficult to breathe. Her tits were mashed against her chest. Her legs were on fire. She felt her head spinning.

Johnny licked and stroked the wet cunt, massaging the creamy pussy lips and pumping the soggy hole with his thumb. Her moans were growing louder. She moved against him so that her cunt was rubbing his face. He smiled, tasting the sweet jism that was dripping out of her honey hole. This was rat gash, he told himself. Then he realized that his coming here was no mistake.

For the next ten minutes, Johnny fingered, prodded, and sucked Amber's swollen pussy. The brunette smiled and closed her eyes. She panted and let hint do what he wanted. She felt his fingers rubbing her hole, squeezing her red clit, pumping her cunt, fingering her creamy asshole. Amber wriggled her snatch against him and wet his mouth with pussy milk.

Johnny suddenly got up and reversed his position on the bed. Amber looked up and saw him straddling her head. The thick, red dong was pointed directly at her. She giggled and waited for him to lower himself. When he did, she reached up mid, with both hands, gasped the warm hunk of juicy flesh and pulled, drawing it deeply into her mouth and throat. Johnny cloned his eyes and shivered. Rating on his elbows, he enjoyed the girl's hot breath on his cock and balls. He lay still and waited until she had completely saturated his prick with saliva. Then he lowered bin face between her naked thighs and pressed his mouth against her swollen pussy hole.

Amber's sensuous lips and tongue covered every square inch of Johnny's thick pork. Her lips rubbed against him, and he stirred, pushing his cock deeply into her mouth. Amber rubbed his balls vigorously and tried to swallow them also. Johnny began raising and lowering himself on her. She fucked his cock eagerly, letting him pull out and then sucking him deeply into her throat.

Johnny inserted his tongue into her throbbing crack. She was oven-hot, and juicy as hell. His lips rubbed against her pussy lips, driving her wild. He heard her moan and take his cock deeply into her throat again. He played with her red clit, pumping it, milking it with his fingers, sucking it into his mouth. Fresh jism rolled onto his tongue. He swallowed it and sucked her clit for more. He jammed two fingers up her red-hot gash. Then he massaged her inner thighs, which were red and soaking wet with perspiration.

Amber's tongue climbed up and down the throbbing red pole. Pumping him with her hands, she swallowed the round head of his prick. Warm fluid dripped out of his prick slit. Moaning, she swallowed it greedily. She tickled his balls and his inner thighs. Then she pumped his asshole and swallowed every inch of his thick, rigid pole.

Johnny brought back her knees and pushed her thighs down on her titties. Her pussy and clit were now openly exposed. She was so wet by now that the sheets were soaked. She felt him rubbing the round globes of her ass. Then his lips and tongue were once again on her, sliding up and down her pussy lips, pumping and dancing clit, sucking her gash lips. He rammed his thumb up her crack and felt the jism saturating him. Then he removed his soaked thumb and pressed his mouth against her honey well. Suddenly the brunette gasped, thrashing on the bed. Amber panted and writhed beneath him. The room was spinning in front of her eyes. She winced and felt herself flushing.

Gyrating her hips and ass, she pounded her soggy gash in his face. Johnny sucked her hole and swallowed the sweet honey. A few moments later, he relaxed and waited for her to recover.

Amber went back to the big dong that rested against her cheek. Her lips slid up and down the complete length of it, stopping here, moving there, caressing a thick blue vein, rubbing the sensitive underside, working back down and nibbling at the base of the throbbing pole. She brought out her tongue and licked him in the balls, driving a moan from him and making him shudder. She took the fold of flesh on the underside of the cock, just beneath the big, red dome, and put it between her lips. She sucked it gently for a while, then more vigorously. She wrapped her hands around the thick snake and felt it trembling with hot milk. Johnny gasped and shifted uneasily over her. He closed his eyes and felt his blood pounding within him.

The beautiful brunette licked him in the balls with her tongue again. Opening her mouth, she sucked a testicle into her mouth and began to suck on it eagerly, her tongue rubbing against it, massaging it. Then she leaned closer to him and tried to suck the rest of his rocks into her mouth.

There was too much of him, so she contented herself with sucking one testicle and rubbing the other gently with her thumb and forefinger. Johnny suddenly tensed in her arms. Before he could shoot his load, Amber took her thumb and pressed it firmly against the base of his prick, on the underside. With a groan, Johnny felt his bubbling sperm returning to his balls.

Amber sighed and kept her thumb there for another minute. Afterwards, she licked her lips, rubbing them against the tip of his cock. He felt her warm tongue swirling around the head. He could no longer stand it. His rocks were once again beginning to boil. As before, he felt her thumb press against the base of his dong, and his fluid once again returned to his quivering sac.

Amber began pumping him with her mouth, letting only the head of his dick enter her mouth. Each time his prick went inside, her tongue worked him feverishly on the wet head. He didn't think he could take much more of this. His balls were beginning to ache. She would not let them alone. Her fingers and palms rubbed them, stroked them, prodded them, tickled them. All the while, she pumped his head with her warm lips and blew her hot breath all over his flushed thighs.

Before he knew what was happening, he was falling to his side. Amber quickly got up and knelt between his spread thighs. He looked up and saw her beautiful brown hair spilling everywhere. Just that, he felt her lips clamping over his joint. Her head began bobbing up and down as she fucked him. He closed his eyes and yielded helplessly to her caresses. Once again, his hot lava crept out of his balk. He cried out just before he felt her thumb press against him. Moaning feverishly, he felt his jism going back to his balls.

Amber pumped his swollen pole eagerly. His halls were cupped in her hands. Her tender lips slid up and down his greased cock, saturating hun with her hotness and sizzling his flesh. After a while, she took a rest and fondled his throbbing prick head with her lips and tongue, making the entire joint tremble and quiver. Her tongue once again swirled across the shiny dome while her hands, fastened tightly around the base of his cock, kept his joint in position.

She fucked him gently for the next few minutes. After a while, he began to relax. He closed his eyes. When he opened them again he gasped and saw the beautiful woman lowering herself onto his thighs, her pink gash creamy and wet and glistening in the room.

Reaching down between her thighs, Amber grasped the thick joint, rubbing the very tip against her moist snatch and panting heavily. Johnny's head toiled from side to side. He was breathing so heavily that his chest heaved. The lovely woman lowered herself and soon felt the warm head of Johnny's cock pressing against the creamy lips of her steamy slit. With a heave, she pushed herself roughly downwards and felt the greased shaft working its way all the way up her hot tube.

Johnny winced and moaned. Christ, he thought. The broad's cunt is hot enough to boil a fuckin' egg! Groaning, he shifted uneasily and enjoyed the feeling of Amber's hot juice hole saturating his cock.

It wasn't long before she began writhing over him.

Her swollen quim lips rubbed against the length of his tool, drenching his cock and balls with jism. Arching her back, Amber reached up and pulled the hair out of her eyes. Her pussy did not lose one delicious stroke. She sucked his cock eagerly, her pussy muscles clamping around him and pulling him up her hot canyon. His cock was coated with her slimy juice. It flowed down his prick. He shivered and watched her ride him, her tight boobies bouncing wildly. Amber tensed her body, slamming her snatch completely over his swollen joint. Once again, she cried out. Warm water spilled down her tube, drenching his throbbing cock.

Johnny kept his hands at her breasts, rubbing them, pulling them, squeezing the cherry nipples. The brunette rode him wildly, her long, brown hair spilling everywhere. She pounded her cunt onto his prick, her ass slapping him on the thighs. She took his balls in her hands. Suddenly she squeezed them and made him writhe and quiver on the bed. Laughing, she sucked in his joint, puffing it all the way up her trembling box and saturating it once again with honey.

Johnny could take no more. He reached up and, taking Amber by the shoulders, pulled her down beside him. Before she could protest, he knelt between her thighs, lifted up her legs, and slammed his pulsating prick up her helpless snatch. The brunette trembled. She reached up and pulled him down on her. His head was buried between her tits. She wrapped her legs around his ass and locked her ankles together. He felt her pulling his cock inside her snatch.

For the next five minutes, Johnny pumped her wildly, ramming her tube and slamming his cock all the way inside. Amber was writhing and panting. Her arms and legs lashed out wildly, slamming against him. She raked his back with her long fingernails, making him wince. All the while, her snatch muscles tightened and loosened spasmodically around his throbbing meat.

Then he was spurting his load inside her, causing her to jerk and pound her gash brutally against his spending shaft. Eight angry jolts of thick semen penetrated her, filling her up and causing her tubes to gush hotly. She sucked him dry, until he went limp with a weak groan.

A few minutes later, he fell to her side and lay panting and heaving in exhaustion.

Giggling, Amber jumped up from the bed.

"Christ!" she squealed, walking over to the bathroom. "I've been needin' a good fuck like that for ages!"